So tired but I promised myself I'd update today so here it is. Enjoy!

Chapter Seven: Explanations

Temperance stood there, just gaping at Booth. After about a minute of her looking at him like that, Booth began to squirm under her gaze. "Can you not look at me like that, Lady Temperance?"

But Brennan's gaze didn't shift. Camille walked up to her and waved her hand in front of her face. "Lady Temperance?" she asked. Then she turned to Booth. "I think she's in a bit of shock."

Booth nodded, and placed his hands on her shoulder's trying to wake her from her daze.

"Hey, Lady Temperance?" He asked, getting worried.

Temperance, finally coming out of it, shook her head at Booth and sat down. "How?" she asked.

"What?" Booth asked.

"How c-can my p-parents be the leaders o-of a rebellion?" She asked, feeling tears flood her eyes, "They b-barely left home for a-anything b-but work." A tear fell down her cheek.

"They had your brother send out messages to acquaintances in cities nearby to them, organizing a rebellion. Camille is one of the leaders as well. The Crown has taken so much from us." Booth explained.

"What have they taken from my family?" Temperance asked. "I don't remember losing anything."

"You don't remember it, because you were too young, but when the Crown first came to power so many years ago he was looking for young girls to become his later wives. He sent requests out to every family with an eligible daughter. You're father refused to give you up, because you were only 3 at the time."

"They would have taken me at such a young age?" Temperance asked.

Booth nodded. "They wanted young girls so they could train them to be good wives and maybe a good Queen. And since they couldn't have you, they took your cousin, well second-cousin, Margaret."

Temperance's eyes widened. "I-I had a cousin? My parents told me that I had no other family."

"Well, that's true." Camille said, "Margaret's parents died trying to protect her, and she had no siblings. They were truly your only other family. Now they're gone."

Temperance's chest began to heave. She felt as if she couldn't breathe. Her parents had been the leaders of a rebellion since she was little, and she had no idea. And she had a cousin that had been taken to be the wife of an apparently evil, king when she was little, and again, she had no idea. There were so many things that she didn't know.

She sobbed into her hands, before she felt arms wrap around her and heard booth's soothing voice. "Shh," he said, "Shh, it's okay. It's going to be okay."

She sobbed into his chest, not knowing exactly what to say, for the first time in her life.

When Temperance had finally calmed down, Camille had set down a bowl of some sort of stew in front of her. Temperance looked up, from her place at the table, where Booth's arms were still around her.

"What's that?" she sniffed.

"A bit of my cabbage stew. It's not much, but it's enough to satisfy your hunger for a little bit. And I figured that you were hungry after your journey." Camille said.

Temperance nodded. "Thank you. It looks very good."

Camille smiled, and handed her a spoon, while Booth unwrapped his arms from around her, which left both of them feeling inexplicably feeling empty. But Temperance ignored it, feeling a gnawing hunger sudden rising in her stomach.

She hungrily devoured two bowls of Camille's stew quickly and planned on starting a third when she was cut off.

"Sorry," Camille said, taking the bowl away from her, "but one more bowl of this and you'll be too full to move. Let it just digest for a while, okay?"

Temperance nodded, smiling sheepishly. "It really is good. Thank you very much." Camille smiled back.

"I'm glad someone thinks so." She aimed this comment at Booth, who gave her a playful glare.

There was a moment of silence before Temperance spoke again. "So, what did he take from you?"

Booth and Camille looked at each other then back at Temperance. "We already told you, remember?" Booth said.

"Oh, right," Temperance said, blushing, "I guess I meant how...and why?"

Booth took a deep breath. "He took my son, because he also took my wife."

Temperance stared at him. "But I thought you said that my cousin was his wife?"

"The king has many wives," Camille said, "but he usually favors taking the wives of others."

"And mine, Lady Rebecca, went willingly, taking our only son, Parker, with her." Booth sighed.

"Did the boy go willingly?" Temperance asked.

Booth grinned. "Not a chance. He kicked and screamed and called the king a moronic neanderthal. I wonder where he learned that one, Camille."

Camille grinned. "I have absolutely no idea, S-Booth." She seemed to catch herself from saying something she wasn't supposed to, and Temperance caught it, but didn't say anything about it.

"Lady Camille, why did he take your husband from you?" she asked.

Camille sighed. "Because he refused to give up our daughter, Michelle, and instead tried to organize a battle against the crown."

"So he lost?" Temperance asked.

Camille nodded. "In the sense of the fight, yes. But Michelle is still with me."

"Really? Where is she?" Temperance asked.

"She should be returning home from a close friend's house any moment. It should be well past sundown now. Where is she?" Camille thought aloud.

As if on cue, a young girl, of maybe 6 walked in from a corridor that Temperance hadn't even noticed at first.

The little girl skipped over to Camille. "Hello, mother." She hugged her waist.

"Hi, baby. How are you?" Camille hugged her back.

"I'm fine, Mother." Michelle said, smiling.

Then she turned to Booth an Temperance. "Hi, sir Booth." She curtsied, then turned to Temperance. "Who are you?"

I thought the ending was funny and now I need 2 sleep so g'night all! Please REVIEW!